5
The next I remembered was waking up on something soft and cushy, and there were voices around me. “She’s coming to,” I heard Will’s voice comment.
“But will she be all right?” Olivia’s frantic voice asked him.
“I’m sure she will. She took quite a tumble, but only her ankle appears to be injured,” he replied.
I groaned and fluttered my eyes open. They were struck by bright lamp light overhead, and I blinked against the harsh brilliance. Will and Olivia’s faces hovered over mine with Vuk in the background. He had a platter in his hands that held bandages, peroxide and everything else with which I’d treated him the other night. Judging by the ancient decor I was in Will’s cabin. Will hung over the arm of the chair near my head and Olivia was beside me.
Olivia pushed her face to
